"Qinchong Can City... This great royal capital has stood for more than ten generations and has never fallen... But now..."
Puap stood blankly by the city gate, like a pottery sculpture with no expression, and his heart was at a loss.
He stared at the large groups of Mexica warriors, lined up neatly, entering through the open city gate. The dark green figures were layered on top of each other, boiling with bold killing intent, like the unstoppable torrent. In this deep place
In the dark night, thousands of "torrents" held high dazzling torches, as if they were going to burn everything in sight!
The bright firelight was so eye-catching that it reflected the southern sky red. The harsh bone whistle sounded in the city instantly, and the militia camp not far away also began to become noisy.
The Mexica warriors surged forward and soon encountered spontaneous resistance from the militiamen. Under the blows of the war sticks, this resistance was so weak that it was quickly submerged by the ruthless tide. The mournful howls continued.
The streets ahead rang out, accompanied by the sound of swords clashing, leaving bright red marks on the ground. At this moment, this magnificent and quiet capital suddenly woke up like a dying white deer and erupted with its final cry.
!
"This is all because of me..."
A strange feeling arose in the heart of the gray warrior. It seemed that suddenly, he was no longer just a weed in the war, but had become so tall, so important, able to decide everything, just like the sacred cocoa
...
"Necali, who is the spy?"
A loud shout suddenly woke Puap up, shattering his short-lived dream and reducing him to the dust of the times again.
The dust warrior heard the sound and saw not far away, a young warrior with sword-shaped eyebrows and star-like eyes, carrying a long bow on his back and holding a war stick in his hand, running quickly from the city gate. Then the Mexica captain in front of him respectfully
He saluted and pointed in his direction. The young warrior suddenly turned around, revealing a pair of cold eyes, and walked over with awe-inspiring power. This appearance... looked a bit familiar.
"Hurry up! Take us to the Palace of Winds!"
Toltec looked at Puap with a murderous look in his eyes, then grabbed Puap by the collar and shouted loudly.
"Lead the way! I, the black wolf Toltec, will make the first contribution! Haha, the marshal is mine, the king is mine, and the chief of Tarasco is also mine!"
Hearing this unforgettable voice, the old militiaman next to him lowered his head in fear, and the nightmare outside the city came to mind. This was the "Black Wolf Warrior" who had fought before! Fear also appeared in Puap's eyes. He
He responded in a low voice, and silently led the way with his brothers. Toltec shouted loudly, and a thousand Mexica vanguard troops followed closely, holding their torches high.
Qinchongcan City has a long history and a vast area. It is also well-ordered and hierarchical, bearing traces of the slave society. From the solid bluestone city wall to the central "House of Winds" Yakata, the capital can be clearly distinguished.
There are four different levels of areas.
The outermost layer is the civilian area covering more than 60% of the area. At this time, there are more than 50,000 villagers, city residents and slaves living there. This is the bottom layer of the royal capital, where the main force of the recruited militia and Tekos barbarians are also stationed.
The roads in the civilian area are complicated, but Puap is familiar with the roads and walks without any thought. He has lived in the royal capital for thirty years and hangs out in this area most of the time. The roads here are only a few people wide and are lined with low buildings.
The densely packed thatched huts. Looking around, the large tracts of thatched huts are almost completely dark, without a trace of light. Only the occasional suppressed cries of children can be heard, followed by the frightened curses of adults.
Toltec raised his shield vigilantly and observed the surrounding environment. The marching torches did not stop and moved forward. As they walked towards the center of the city, the roads became wider. And in the large and simple civilian communities, some high-rise buildings began to appear.
There are stone houses in Dalian, and bonfires are lit between the houses.
Puap knew that it was the residence of civilian warrior families and small merchants in the capital, and now there were large groups of scattered barbarians and militiamen stationed there. As the war progressed, the Tecos people became more and more rebellious. In order to control the large number of tribal people,
The chief used both kindness and power to appease them, and at the same time, he deliberately dispersed them into tribal units and stationed militiamen nearby, barely maintaining the balance of the capital.
"There are two stations ahead...one has two hundred militiamen, and the other has five hundred barbarians."
The gray earth warrior warned carefully. Toltec glanced at it and nodded casually without stopping.
Soon, hundreds of conscripted militiamen appeared on the street. They looked at the large group of Mexica legions and waved their spears in panic, trying to set up a gun array.
With a tiger roar, Toltec rushed directly into it with dozens of guards! He waved his war stick fiercely, easily killing the chaotic militiamen, and let out a terrifying roar from time to time. In just a few dozen breaths, the militiamen were stunned.
They were defeated by the ferocious impact! They discarded their weapons, turned around and fled, crowding each other with horrified shouts, and then being overtaken by the powerful warriors, they fell to the ground like thatch.
Amidst the increasingly faint screams, Chihuaco looked calm and walked forward with bare feet. The blood covered the narrow road and soaked the instep of his feet. He felt a little warm and a little slippery. So he stopped and
Slowly looked down.
Under the flickering firelight, there were dying capital militiamen and cold corpses of villagers everywhere, and the road under his feet had turned bright red. The old militiaman paused for a moment, tightened the spear in his hand, and continued to attack
Go forward.
Not far from the militia station, there was a spacious compound. At this time, the compound was in a hurry, obviously disturbed by the fierce fighting. Under the leadership of a tribal leader, dozens of Tekos tribesmen were aggressive and disheveled.
Rush out of the yard and face the oncoming Mexican Legion head-on!
Toltec roared again. He tightened his grip on the bloody war stick and rushed forward ferociously, smashing the nearest enemies to death one after another.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The tribal leader's eyes widened, looking at the elite warriors filling the streets and the dark green leather armor on the warriors, and his mouth opened wide in horror. Then, he saw
The unstoppable black wolf quickly approached, and with a sudden jolt, he immediately turned around and ran away, shouting urgently.
"Surrender! Surrender! The obedient people of Huoshan are willing to surrender to the powerful Eastern chief!"
"Black Wolf Warriors, they are willing to surrender!"
Hearing the cry of the Tekos people, Puap quickly chased after Toltec and shouted to translate.
Toltec stopped and frowned slightly. He looked at the tribal leader, who had already fled into the courtyard, accompanied by hundreds of tribal militiamen.
"Separate twenty people, guard the door, and hand them over to the reinforcements behind. Other warriors, keep moving forward!"
The vanguard army moved forward again, with more and more warriors lining up side by side, and the buildings on both sides were no longer gray. There were sometimes some squares between the buildings, and further away was a fortress-like mansion.
Puap pursed his lips. This was the area for high-ranking warriors and craftsmen, as well as the seat of his family. The square between the buildings could hold daily gatherings and often carry out community trade. The fortress-like mansion was the official craftsman center.
, thousands of life-long craftsmen are firmly supervised here. They obey the royal family's orders and produce a huge number of weapons and equipment, which is an important source of the defender's combat power!
After several battles, the warriors in the royal capital were severely damaged, with only one out of ten left. This area was therefore the most empty. The vanguard army passed here with almost no decent resistance. Toltec looked at the huge army from a distance.
The Craftsman Center smacked its lips in regret and continued to move forward.
Soon, the main road of bluestone appeared under everyone's feet, with many lights flashing not far away. A group of Tarasco warriors rushed in, but before they had time to form a spear formation, they were killed by the brave black wolf. Toltec
He launched an attack quickly and killed the leading samurai captain with several blows. He was as brave as a beast! The vanguard samurai from behind immediately surged up. After a burst of miserable howling, the main road was stained red with blood.
Chihuaco clenched the spear in his hand and followed the footsteps of the Mexican vanguard, stepping through the bloody battlefield. The red footprints extended forward, and the vision on both sides suddenly broadened. The old militiaman looked at it carefully with concern.
I couldn't help but marvel at the unfamiliar sights along the way.
"This, this is where the noble nobleman lives!...Ah? There are stones everywhere, and you can't even see the thatch roof..."
This place is already a large aristocratic area in the center of the city. Common people are not allowed to enter on weekdays, even ordinary civilian warriors. Under the light of the fire, the old militiamen looked around. In the distance were solid white stone houses, and in the distance was a beautiful well.
The garden, as well as the tall pine and cypress trees on both sides, is dazzling and makes people yearn for it.
The nobles in the city had been alarmed by the incident. They quickly summoned the nearby private soldiers and guards, and soon figures of people swayed in the gardens and houses, flashing with cold light. There were about a thousand private soldiers of the nobles in this area, each controlled by dozens of people.
In the hands of the big and small nobles. Under the suppression of the chief, the nobles had no chance to gather. At this time, faced with sudden changes, they could only stick to their own homes and nervously fight on their own.
Toltec jumped and easily dodged the incoming bronze spear. Then, he suddenly moved forward with a side attack and killed the Tarasco noble who was rushing forward. The guards on both sides crossed each other with their swords and swung and slashed.
With a slash, an aristocratic private army blocking the road was wiped out. Black Wolf looked around and saw the aristocratic private army on the defensive further away. He waved his hand forward and led the attack first!
At this time, there was no need for guidance. The vanguard army followed the obvious main road, ignoring the scattered enemies nearby, and soon rushed to a thirty-meter-high palace. Brilliant lights lit up and down the palace, bringing
The light shines all night long, and the exquisite attic stands in the distance, like the residence of a god on earth. This is the last palace and temple area, the Palace of the Winds of Tarasco!
Hei Lang looked up and frowned deeply. The masonry foundation in front was several meters long, and the tall steps went up one after another, holding up a majestic and solid palace of wood and stone. There were stacks of wooden pavilions above the palace, and there were many solid buildings surrounding it.
Stone Tower. Hundreds of Tarasco warriors were pouring out of the palace, many of them wearing hummingbird leather armor. These loyal family warriors held shields and wielded spears, forming formations on high ground. Then,
Someone took out the longbow!
"Boohoo!"
A ruthless rain of arrows came, accompanied by the harsh sound of wind, and then shot into the leather armor. A scream suddenly sounded around Toltec, and more than a dozen Mexica warriors instantly turned over and fell. Black
The wolf's pupils suddenly shrank, and he rolled sideways nimbly and hid in the surrounding houses. He leaned against the wall and observed carefully, only to see hundreds of elite archers squatting on the top of the stone building, shooting arrows!
"Damn it, how did the enemies gather so fast?!... The front group raised their shields and charged, and the back group dispersed and fired! Then separate two groups of warriors and outflank them from both sides!"
Toltec waved a small flag and shouted an order. Then, he took off the longbow from his back, just aimed it slightly, and shot an arrow like lightning!
"middle!"
"Ah!" An archer let out a short, pitiful cry, fell from the top of the stone building, and then hit the ground with a "bang", and the cry stopped abruptly.
"Boohoo!" The Tarasco warriors in front of the palace also began to fire arrows together. More arrows were shot from high places, with cross angles, knocking down dozens of vanguards in the front line. After a moment,
The warriors in the rear also fired a shower of arrows. A dozen figures fell from the high attic in an instant, blooming into masses of dazzling red.
Soon, more than 300 pioneer warriors held up their shields and rushed up the stone steps. They roared and waved their war clubs, strangled with the blocking Tarasco gun array, and fell down from time to time. At this moment, in the magnificent
In front of the Palace of Wind, arrows rained fiercely, weapons clashed ferociously, and the smell of death was everywhere!
Behind the Mexica warriors, Huitu Puap leaned down and carefully hid by a house. He looked at the fierce fighting in the palace from a distance, and his heart was full of complexity.
As a trusted confidant of the Chief, he has been to the Wind Palace many times and has a thorough understanding of the situation here. Of course he knows that the main force of loyal warriors gather here, ready to suppress the nobles in the city at any time. He also knows that,
Elite archers were arranged on the stone towers on both sides, and there was an emergency passage on the palace wall at the back. He even knew that the chief minister of Hummingbird was in the highest attic, and the heir to the royal family was beside the chief!
Puap has buried all this important information in his heart. He didn't want to tell the Black Wolf Warriors, nor did he tell anyone else, except...
In the roaring rain of arrows, the old militiaman Chihuaco carefully held up his shield and groped cautiously along the shadow of the wall. Behind him were more than a dozen trusted militiamen, all wearing hummingbird leather armor and holding sharp copper weapons.
spear.
"Master, are you ready? As I said before...it's time to go..."
"call..."
Puap exhaled heavily, and then took a deep breath of the sweet wind. At this moment, his eyes shone with a strange light, like a dog turning into a wolf.
"Let's go... God bless you..."
"Good. God bless you."
Chihuaco's old face was smiling and his feet were bright red. His low prayers flew in the air, as dark as the night.
